Having just finished that masterpiece of a first season, I think the thing I love most about A Series of Unfortunate Events (besides the stunning, brutal honesty) is the fact that it so perfectly nails the concept of doing good anyway, even when everything sucks, even when the people who should be in charge and may have good intentions totally fail you, even when your enemies are all around you and you’re terrified, even when you have no one to tell you that what you’re doing is the right thing and the world is tragic and confusing and it doesn’t feel like you’ll ever win.
that’s what always hits me about everything about VFD as a thing – you have an organization that’s falling to pieces, that’s breaking into factions, that’s crumbled in some places and warped into something wicked, but is still full of people who are so outmatched and keep doing good anyway, keep trying, keep being noble and sacrificial even when it doesn’t look like they’ll make it. Where some people might just see a series of unfortunate events with no happy ending, I want to cry forever because I’m seeing the neverending courage and optimism and goodness of human beings; our incredible ability to keep going and keep fighting. Because isn’t that the entire history of the entire human race? There are useless people, people who do nothing, cowardly people, dead people, downright evil people. But there are also Uncle Montys and the Baudelaire parents and Kit Snickets of the world, the people who keep going. (and they don’t always make it. but that’s okay. it’s not about them, in the end, it’s about something more.)
This is a story about human courage and goodness at its very core and it’s so, so important.